“How should I know him, pray?”
“He has been here frequently. I thought you had met him.”
“And suppose I have! Does the mere meeting of one of your young whipper-snappers constitute a knowledge as to who and what he is? Do you know him?”
“Yes, sir, I believe I do.”
“And what do you know of him?”
“That he is a young man of virtuous principles.”
“And I suppose you also know that he aspires to your hand.”
“I do,” calmly replied Eunice, letting her eyes fall to the floor.
“And you favor his presumption, I plainly see.”
“For that, father, I am not to blame,” returned Eunice, in the same low, subdued voice. “I cannot help loving virtue and all manly excellencies combined, when they offer themselves for my love.”